My eyelashes are as wet as the sea,
Had to take off my glasses and now I can't see.
You shot him and a beautiful light was showing after!
You are lucky that I saw him as my brother.
Otherwise I would let those old demons take over...
"I would kill you before I kill myself."
That's what I would have said,
But now I can tell you that when you pulled the trigger you killed more than 1 million people at once.
Can I call you Hitler?
Can I call you some coward?
How about I call you a fucking bitch for taking away someone's family member?
Do you have a sister?
Does anyone look up to you?
If so my prayers go out to them because you are teaching them to do actions that are made by punk ass bitches.
YOU RUINED THE OPPORTUNITY OF ME MEETING HIM!
The only way I can meet him now is to die right now.
But you are fucking lucky that I'm not letting those demons comeback.
I have one last thing I would like to tell you,
I forgive you.
YOU ARE READING
Lifeline
PoetryDepression is something that some people don't know about. In this book it will be on depression and my journey with depression. (Honestly turns into a book of everything lol).
